I hate that
no matter what you'd do to me,
I wouldn't have the will to leave.
I hate that
your touch scorches my skin
and leaves me aching for more.
I hate that
I'd give everything up for you
because I couldn't handle myself without you.
I hate that
you are welded into my heart
and I'd never be able to pry all of you out.
I hate that
I'm completely vulnerable to you
like a half dead animal in sight of a vulture.
I hate that
every fiber of my being screams,
"I love you".
I hate it because I am at your mercy,
and you can choose to stop loving me.
You're capable of leaving, I am not.